The project's most critically acclaimed release is The Work Which Transforms God, a concept album which - in spite of being mostly instrumental with none of the lyrics made public - is meant to challenge the listener's prejudices and preconceptions about reality, life and various metaphysical subjects. The Work Which Transforms God has been almost unanimously praised in reviews and was named by Terrorizer Magazine as its number one album of 2003.
Blut aus Nord have dissociated themselves from nationalism, proclaiming a kinship with "environmentalist black metal" bands such as Wolves in the Throne Room.
Major releases from Blut aus Nord include
- Ultima Thulée 1995 (melodic black metal)
- Memoria Vetusta I: Fathers of The Icy Age 1996 (melodic black metal)
- The Mystical Beast Of Rebellion 2001 (black metal)
- The Work Which Transforms God 2003 (Industrial/ambient/black metal)
- Thematic Emanation of Archetypal Multiplicity (EP) (industrial metal, ambient, electronic)
- Metamorphosis of Realistic Theories 2006 (industrial, black metal, avant-garde)
- Odinist - The Destruction of Reason by Illumination 2007 (black metal)
- Memoria Vetusta II: Dialogue With The Stars 2009 (avant-garde, melodic black metal)
- What Once Was... Liber I (EP) (black/death metal, avant-garde)
- 777 - Sect(s) 2011 (avant-garde, industrial, black metal)
- 777 - The Desanctification 2011 (avant-garde, industrial, black metal)
- What Once Was... Liber II 2012 (EP) (black/death metal, avant-garde)
- 777 - Cosmosophy 2012 (avant-garde, industrial metal)
- What Once Was... Liber III 2013 (EP) (black/death metal, avant-garde)
- Debemur Morti 2014 (EP) (industrial, black metal)
- Triunity 2014 (split with P.H.O.B.O.S.) (industrial, black metal)
- Memoria Vetusta III: Saturnian Poetry - 2014 (avant-garde, melodic black metal)
- Codex obscura nomina - 2016 (split with Ævangelist) (industrial, black metal)
- Deus salutis meæ - 2017 (industrial, black metal)
- Hallucinogen (avant-garde, melodic black metal, progressive metal)
Epitome XV
Blut aus Nord Lyrics
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la voûte magnifique d'un Temple noir se dessinait au-dessus des âmes.
Dans le berceau de Dieu elles se laissaient renaître,
pour contempler, sans rien garder, espérer ou attendre.
Il ne restait rien de ces siécles qui pliaient les corps,
éteignaient la vie, niaient l'existence pure et son Principe.
Seul un écho profond répondait aux origines
Le temps ne martelait plus,
rien n'avait été, rien ne serait plus jamais.
Dans un halo de Ténèbres éclatantes,
ils fusionnèrent avec le moment sublime,
le Grand Mal que toute la vie attend.
Ils virent leur œuvre improvisée s'effondrer
puis l'oublièrent sereinement sans songer à la suivante.
Ils sombrèrent dans l'éphémère suprême,
alcôve délicieux, sanctuaire des immortels...
ce qui fût n'est plus, ce qui sera n'est pas...
et la chaos se tût
et la chaos se tût
The above lyrics are from Blut aus Nord's song Epitome XV. The song transports listeners into a world of darkness and chaos through its lyrics that seemingly describe a black temple or church where people are seeking refuge from the harshness of the world. The first verse describes this temple as one that defies reason with a magnificent vault that draws souls towards it. The people who come to this temple come to be reborn in the cradle of God and to contemplate without keeping anything. They come not hoping for anything, nor do they wait for anything, but are in a state of pure contemplation.
The second verse touches on how centuries have come and gone, leaving behind nothing but echoes of those who existed in those times. The deep echoes of these times magnify with each new breakthrough of silence, but time no longer beats down on them anymore. They have left all that was and will ever be behind and are now fused with the sublime moment of the Great Evil that all life awaits. As they watch their improvised work fall, they forget about it serenely without thinking of the next thing to do. They sink into the supreme ephemeral, a delightful alcove, a sanctuary of immortals, leaving behind what was, and what will be, for the chaos to rest silently.
Overall, the lyrics of Blut aus Nord's song Epitome XV paint a picture of a world that has left behind its traditions, beliefs, and principles, and instead seeks refuge in the unknown. Those who seek refuge in this world do so with a sense of absolute contemplation, where nothing is expected, and nothing is given. The song's overall effect is hauntingly beautiful and captures the essence of the dark and the unknown that people often seek refuge in.
Line by Line Meaning
Dans un halo scintillant de feux défiants les raisons,
Amidst a sparkling halo of flames that defies all reasons,
la voûte magnifique d'un Temple noir se dessinait au-dessus des âmes.
The magnificent vault of a black temple loomed above the souls.
Dans le berceau de Dieu elles se laissaient renaître,
They allowed themselves to be reborn in the cradle of God,
pour contempler, sans rien garder, espérer ou attendre.
To contemplate without holding on, hoping, or waiting.
Il ne restait rien de ces siécles qui pliaient les corps,
Nothing remained of those centuries that bent bodies,
éteignaient la vie, niaient l'existence pure et son Principe.
Extinguishing life, denying pure existence and its principle.
Seul un écho profond répondait aux origines
Only a deep echo responded to the origins,
et les magnifiait à chaque nouvelle percêe du silence.
And magnified them with every new breakthrough of silence.
Le temps ne martelait plus, rien n'avait été, rien ne serait plus jamais.
Time no longer hammered, nothing had been, nothing would ever be again.
Dans un halo de Ténèbres éclatantes, ils fusionnèrent avec le moment sublime,
In a halo of shining darkness, they merged with the sublime moment,
le Grand Mal que toute la vie attend.
The great evil that all life awaited.
Ils virent leur œuvre improvisée s'effondrer puis l'oublièrent sereinement sans songer à la suivante.
They saw their improvised work collapse and then calmly forgot it without thinking of the next one.
Ils sombrèrent dans l'éphémère suprême, alcôve délicieux, sanctuaire des immortels...
They sank into the supreme ephemeral, a delightful alcove, a sanctuary for the immortals...
ce qui fût n'est plus, ce qui sera n'est pas... et la chaos se tût
What was is no more, what will be is not...and chaos fell silent.
Contributed by Kaelyn G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Romane Sisterceau
"In a glittering halo of lights defying reason, the magnificent dome of a black Temple looms over souls.
In the cradle of God they let themselves be reborn, to contemplate without keeping anything, to hope or to expect.
There was nothing left of these centuries that bent the body,
extinguished the life, denied the pure existence and its principle.
Alone a profound echo answered the origins and magnified with each new breakthrough of the silence.
Time no longer pounding, nothing had been, nothing would ever be.
Its architecture of monumental fantasy, its false comfort into itself.
In a halo of brilliant darkness, they merged with the sublime moment, the Great Evil that all life awaits.
They saw their improvised work collapse on itself then serenely forgot it without wondering about what follows.
They sank within the ephemeral, supreme, delicious, alcove sanctuary of the immortals.
That which was is no longer, that which will be is not, and the chaos fell silent."
Romane Sisterceau
In a glittering halo of lights defying reason, the magnificent dome of a black Temple looms over souls.
In the cradle of God they let themselves be reborn, to contemplate without keeping anything, to hope or to expect.
There was nothing left of these centuries that bent the body,
extinguished the life, denied the pure existence and its principle.
Alone a profound echo answered the origins and magnified with each new breakthrough of the silence.
Time no longer pounding, nothing had been, nothing would ever be.
It's architecture of monumental fantasy, it is false comfort in of itself.
In a halo of brilliant darkness, they merged with the sublime moment, the Great Evil that all life awaits.
They saw their improvised work collapse on itself then serenely forgot it without wondering about what follows.
They sank within the ephemeral, supreme, delicious, alcove sanctuary of the immortals.
That which was is no longer, that which will be is not, and the chaos fell silent.
And the chaos fell silent.
Blut Aus NordVPN
I'm surprised I didn't see a track like this coming given Vindsval's interest in industrial hip hop, particularly Dalek
rohitchaoji
LMAO, your username made me laugh out too loud in the middle of the night
yoe91 Rugby
2:58 is like the soundtrack to the perdition of fallen souls down to Hell.
LtClarke2215
well.., it's kauderwelsch, but one of the best tries ever droppped, m8 ;-D
Flip Liquid
At 2:34 Vindsval chants “Appakā te manussesu ye janā pāragāmino,
Athāyaṃ itarā pajā tīram evānudhāvati.” But, he's saying it backwards. Also, it translates to “Few are those amongst people, who have gone to the other shore.
And these other people just follow this shore.”
LtClarke2215
i feel. i conquer. i controle. thx, vindsval! you're genius.
Sarafs
Another favorite!
Romane Sisterceau
"In a glittering halo of lights defying reason, the magnificent dome of a black Temple looms over souls.
In the cradle of God they let themselves be reborn, to contemplate without keeping anything, to hope or to expect.
There was nothing left of these centuries that bent the body,
extinguished the life, denied the pure existence and its principle.
Alone a profound echo answered the origins and magnified with each new breakthrough of the silence.
Time no longer pounding, nothing had been, nothing would ever be.
Its architecture of monumental fantasy, its false comfort into itself.
In a halo of brilliant darkness, they merged with the sublime moment, the Great Evil that all life awaits.
They saw their improvised work collapse on itself then serenely forgot it without wondering about what follows.
They sank within the ephemeral, supreme, delicious, alcove sanctuary of the immortals.
That which was is no longer, that which will be is not, and the chaos fell silent."
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